"It is never hurts to hear someone out for you might require the same person someday to hear what you have."
-An Old Saying, Origins Unknown
Did you ever listen? Listen to people talk? To people to who want to be heard? Just kept listening without getting tired, bored, angry or hurt? Ever said "I'm always there to listen" like you mean it? Well to everyone I said that, I meant it. Some took it seriously to talk to me for being heard, some felt I was expecting the same from them & others, never mind. I think I really cannot express my feelings by talking them out, but hell I'm sure I can feel the same when the right person talks to me about it. Is this a boon or a bane?
Every time I talk to people, I'd be the one pointing out the similar scenarios I've been through while they just keep explaining stuff they want the world to hear from them. To them, I seem to be the whole world at that moment. Ever had that experience? Each such experience helps you find some part in common with them.It also helps you find that unique part which defines you that is left after the whole lot comparison. With only a small bit of my own self left, I spawned a new process of turning myself into a soul that is an abridged integration of multiple unique features I found in myself with each hearing story. The end result, atleast I thought, would be me being entirely different from any other person amongst my acquaintances. But the on-going experiment never ceased to exist turning out to be a catastrophe. This "over-hearing syndrome (OHS)" as I call it turned me to a mute. I ran out of words eventually, now I'm just there to listen. In some situations where formal speech is required, it feels like I'm relieved of the pressure that builds up due to suppression of my words, in turn my feelings. Formal speech has now become my only resort to get the words out of my brain. Did it help, I still am not sure.
I tried to blog for a while but even that caught up with me as a pestering prick in my toe. Writing out feelings never gives you the satisfaction of free speech, the words that flow out of your mind only seem to have effect when they are heard not when they are read. Yes, writing, reading and understanding is really good but is the world deaf? Am I a mute for life? I don't think so. People who hear you say can easily understand your expression, your state of mind, they understand you. You as a whole. Writing would never replace that, not in a thousand years it won't. This gut feeling of getting my words out made me turn to the only possible way of letting myself out, getting myself to be heard. I took up the only thing I thought I was good at. Formal Speeches. I gave up informal way of speaking instead found that having my work, my research heard out to the world, the world I respect, the world that respects me back, is only through their own way. I started giving seminars all around wherever whenever I felt like it. Now, as a successful research associate, I'm proud to be heard.
Hearing someone say something never hurts. It should never make you angry when someone has a lot of anguish to spill out. You should neither be bored nor be tired to listen something over & over again as it never easy for some people to let go. It helps you become a better person. Helps you handle situations they have been through, a walk in the park. It evens makes you let go off your luggage you have been carrying around for long enough. It might even help you decide the person you want to be well before you regret your decisions before hand. Certainly it helped me. Having heard so many helped me find the right path that provided me inspiration as to how "to be heard".
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